Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 11000 cp. Red-brown spinel (110 gp). 1 Buckler. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He likes to wear black tank tops with green pants. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His brown hair is lengthy. His ears are large.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Percival was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is wearing a long, grey cloak. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mortician business.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and human compassion

Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears just a white suit. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a Laborer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Hubert was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and wants to raise his children well

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Rich, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (80 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his mace with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mayor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and balancing his hectic life and new mayor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.